" W-what are y-you we-wea-ring?" Luca's deep trembling voice made me smirk. I looked down at the baby pink lace bra and matching panties that adorned my body. Luca's gaze was stuck to my chest at then it tavelled downwards. "Are you done staring?" I asked, my voice low and husky. The bag in his right hand dropped as he looked away , blushing madly. The blush that tainted his cheeks made me all the more turned on. Fuck. I slowly, made my way towards him and placed my hands on his chest. His eyes followed my every action. "Eleoner..." He whispered hoarsely, making me cream my panties. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make it go away..." I trailed off, biting his earlobe seductively. _____________________________________ When Eleoner was sent to military school at the tender age of sixteen by her gold digging whore of a mother, instead of improving herself, she turned worse. She drank , played around, swore like a sailor etc. She was the kind of girl your parents warned you not to hang out with. Tired of her careless mother and her innumerable man sluts, Eleoner decides to move out. When she decided to move to New York to study in NYU, the least she expected was sharing an apartment with another guy, Luca Marino. Luca is the boy your parents encourage you to hang out with because he is a complete nerd. He surrounds himself with books only. El was always into the hot bad boys in her hometown but this Italian nerd has her fantasizing. She will not stop until she has him in her bed. But along with Luca comes drama. Will El be strong enough for the heartbreak to come? Will she continue being the bad bitch or will Luca tame her? **************************************** Guys, this book is for mature audiences as it contains Sexual content (shitload of that) , swearing, etc..... So please , 18+ readers only. If ya nasty and you're not 18, try not to go ahead. But if you do, don't sue me for destroying your innocent soul. I warned you.

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

She rushed outside today and ran into his open arms, he picked her up and spun her around and they laughed. When he put her down he had this strange look in his eye, he stroked her face and said, 'I am pretty positive I am completely and obsessively in love with you, my angel'

( EDITING!) He pushed me against the gym lockers and man did he look different. Not scary but...... Possessive " WHO IS HE !!" he shouted I was confused , who was who then I remembered and started laughing . " Oh you mean my older brother , yeah people say we are pretty cute ." My voice clearly with sarcasm He looked at me for a few more seconds and then stormed off . Who knew he can be Possessive?

"Aria, you don't know how sorry I am. Please. Please. Please. Give me another chance. You don't know how much you mean to me. I was so scared when I thought that you were gone forever. I hate myself for what i did to you. I am so sorry. Please just say something." Damien rambled. He told me the same kind of thing every day. I just sat there in the chair that faced the window that showed me the forest that I used to love. I didn't look at him, and he may have thought that I didn't hear what he said to me, but I heard every word. It had been a month since I "woke" up. I hadn't said a word in that month. The Moon Goddess shouldn't have let me come back. I should have died when I swallowed all of those pills. I shouldn't have to go through all of this pain again. Those pills made everything numb. They made the pain go away. When I've been left alone, which is rare since I'm on suicide watch, for good reason, I've tried to make it all go away again. I don't even care how this time. I'll go through a couple minutes of physical pain to get away from this emotional pain that will last me a life time. But I can't physically harm myself. Whatever I find and I can't make myself pick it up. I'm just frozen in place. It's like the Moon Goddess put a curse on me. This second chance wasn't a blessing. It was a curse. Damien kept on rambling on when he said those three words. Three words that made me fall apart even more. "Aria, please say something. I can't bear to see you like this. Say something. Aria, please. I care about you so much. I- I love you. I've always loved you." Those three words were a lie. They couldn't be true. A monster like Damien wasn't capable of love. He wasn't capable of loving me. He would have never caused me so much pain if he ever loved me. Then I spoke for the first time in a month. Three words I had never said to anyone, because I had never truly felt that way. "I hate you." I whispered in a barely audible voice, but he heard me.

The vampire coven that owns the Thurman werewolf pack lands has returned. When they demand a human sacrifice, the Alpha's son, Jake, has little qualms about offering up his newly discovered blind mate, Ciara, as the human sacrifice. After all, what Alpha or Alpha-to-be wants a blind Luna? While Ciara is trying to escape being turned into a blood bag for vampires, the supernatural council is stuck in a deadlock with an evil sect that is wreaking havoc on the world. They need to find all the Fae Omegas destined to save the world as soon as possible. The question is, can they find Ciara before she gets destroyed? 'Who Wants a Blind Mate?' is the second young adult paranormal reverse harem romance book in an exciting rejected mates standalone series: The Fae Omegas Series. With a sprinkle of a sweet vampire romance and a why choose fated mates romance, this story will take you on a roller coaster of rejection, betrayal, self-hate, and love. Imogen is the protagonist of the first standalone book in the series titled: 'The Pack Slut' and it is available in bookstores. [You can get a free copy here: https://bit.ly/free-tps] Amelia is the protagonist of the third standalone book in the series titled: 'The Pack Outcast' and it is available in bookstores. [You can get links on my profile and the sample chapters are on Wattpad.] Note: This is a sample copy of this book. The published copy is available in bookstores. You can get links to buy the book on my Wattpad profile. Or use this link: https://bit.ly/wwabmate

(Featured in Paranormal) Reagan Blake is damn good at her job, the best. She makes a living solving cases and helping her community get out of jams. She fixes things. When the supernatural Community needs someone to step in and take care of situations they call on Reagan. She loves everything about her job, that is until Oliver steps into her office asking for her help. She finds herself agreeing when all of her instincts are telling her to send him packing. Everything about him warns her that she should keep her nose out of this one. He's gorgeous, mysterious with that raw edge of danger and power. He's also a Warlock, which she knows should be enough to tell decline the job. But he's not just any Warlock, he's a member of the inner Circle of Warlocks. The most powerful and dangerous Warlocks alive. They are judge, jury and executioners for the Supernatural Community. Oliver's a walking advertisement for bad judgment calls and Reagan can't say no.

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

Keegan Pierce is the shyest Boy around. Trying to escape his past of bullying and abuse from both parents and other students, He doesn't see much of a happy life for himself until he's forced to be roommates with a certain Jock from his old school. Alex Fisher Is a well known Jock, Living a life of partying and friends, he doesn't think things can get better until he lay his eyes on a certain pale shy boy. Maybe this Could be the chance to fix the broken boy who pleads for help. By the end of college Will they find out everything about each other or will secrets be left unrevealed.

What he doesn't remember... she will never forget. "I'm going to tell you a story... And let me tell you now, it doesn't end pretty." Since the first week of December, every Friday, one of Cole's friends goes missing. The link? They're always found dead. It is something watching, something there... Something from the past that has come for revenge. And it will not stop until it gets it.